After selecting the technique, Lin Chenxing returned to the item classification list and exchanged for a 'first-level healing potion', which cost two reincarnation points, and at this point, his big purchase was over.

By the time he finished his work, the sky outside had already brightened, and Lin Chenxing simply stopped resting and left the inn directly.

Not surprisingly, the hot topic in Panshan Town today is naturally the things that happened in Yuncong's inn last night, and Lin Chenxing, who is the person concerned, shook his head and lost interest after listening to a few words.

After finding a shop and buying a pill tripod, Lin Chenxing left the town again and entered the Luoyu Mountain Range.

It was almost noon, and Lin Chenxing finally found a satisfactory place. It was a rock wall at the end of a small grove, straight and steep, too steep for humans to stand on. Outside the grove, there was a small stream running through it, and there were no beasts or medicinal herbs nearby.

"That's it!"

Lin Chenxing jumped onto an old tree, and came to the top of the tree with a few moves. Looking below, the tree was ten zhang high, nodded with satisfaction, and with the strength of his feet, his body unfolded, and popped out from the top of the tree, heading towards the steep rock wall two zhang away.

"Whew!"

The Qingyuan Sword in Lin Chenxing's hand was easily inserted into the rock wall. After stabilizing his body with one hand, he turned over and took out the original long sword, and made a place to settle under a few swords.

"Spirit Iron Level is Spirit Iron Level!"

Putting away the old man, Lin Chenxing held Qing Yuan in his hand, and admired in his mouth, just by listening to the sound of these two swords slashing on the rock wall, he could feel the gap.

"Qing Yuan, I'm sorry, your first appearance is going to be used as a tool to dig a hole!"

Lin Chenxing was in a good mood, and immediately took the long sword in his hand and started working in full swing.

In less than half an hour, he opened a large stone chamber on the steep rock wall ten feet above the ground. The entrance to the stone chamber is not large, and it can only accommodate a single person to enter, but the internal space is not small, enough for him to cultivate in it.

Blocking a stone tablet that had been cut out in its entirety at the entrance of the cave, looking at it, seeing that there were basically no obvious traces, Lin Chenxing nodded with satisfaction and flew down the rock wall. I chose a random direction, ran all the way out for three miles to find a suitable place, and threw the stones dug out of the storage space.

It's not that he's overly cautious, or he has persecution paranoia, but because he's going to carry out the "Five Poisons Quenching Blood" for a period of time in the future, and at that time he doesn't know what situation he will encounter, whether he will lose his combat power or something. In short, there is nothing wrong with being careful.

After processing the stones, Lin Chenxing changed another place to make a fire, set up a medicine pod, put water on it, and started the fever.

To put it bluntly, his medicine tripod is not much different from the kind of medicine that the doctor boils herbs, but the volume is much larger, like a cauldron, which is not the same concept as the so-called medicine tripod of those alchemists in the Qingyang Martial Academy.

Estimating the heat, Lin Chenxing threw several auxiliary medicinal materials into it according to the order of the method in "Qingyang Nine Refining", and constantly replenished the water.

Half an hour later, when the medicinal liquid in the medicine pod was jet black, Lin Chenxing took out the venom gland of the blue-eyed toad, the venom sac of the blue devil spider, the tail needle of the black wood scorpion, and the whole ghost-faced centipede and put it into the pod, and then put the lid on it.

When a trace of fishy sweetness wafted out of the medicine pod, Lin Chenxing immediately opened the lid, staring at the tumbling liquid medicine without blinking.

At this time, the medicinal liquid in the medicine pod was changing between jet black and dark green, just smelling it, Lin Chenxing felt that his head was a little heavy. He doesn't have to try it to know that this pot of medicine, which is really poisoning people's lives, is enough to cause fatal damage to the chemical martial arts.

"Master Zu, you are old, you must be reliable!"

With a prayer in his heart, Lin Chenxing didn't dare to be distracted anymore, but paid close attention to the liquid medicine that was tumbling in the medicine pod.

Finally, when a hint of lilac suddenly appeared in the black and dark green, he shook his left hand and threw the blood spotted snake venom gland and snake gall bladder that had been prepared into the liquid at the same time.

"That's it, it's just a little fire for half an hour!"

Lin Chenxing breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully controlled the flames, and it was not until half an hour later that the fire was extinguished and the pot was boiled.

"It's pretty good!"

After filtering out all kinds of residues, the medicinal liquid showed a crystal clear purple, Lin Chenxing exclaimed, and poured it into several large jade bottles that had been prepared a long time ago, and this was the end of the matter.

Looking at the little liquid medicine left in the medicine tripod, Lin Chenxing directly dodged away, grabbed a fierce beast nearby, poured down the remaining liquid medicine drops, and then waited nervously.

A quarter of an hour......

Two quarters of an hour......

The bound beast showed no signs of poisoning, only struggled uneasily.

When the time was almost half an hour, the little beast suddenly began to convulse violently, accompanied by a miserable cry, and it bled to death in just a dozen breaths.

Lin Chenxing looked at the bulging blood vessels on the surface of the skin that could be seen through the fur on the fierce beast's body, and a chill surged directly into his head from the soles of his feet.

Packing up the medicine pod, Lin Chenxing left here with a heavy face.

......

In the next few days, he never touched the medicine pod again, and he was cultivating intensively every day. "Qingyang Nine Refining", swordsmanship, and the bunch of basic exercises and secret skills he exchanged.

But the breakthrough that should come can't be stopped.

Ten days later, Lin Chenxing's sixth refinement of "Qingyang Nine Refining" broke through, and his martial arts cultivation also naturally broke through to the point of turning strength. knew that his strength had improved a lot, but he didn't have any excitement at all.

"Do you really want to drink this thing?"

Although the previous experiments with fierce beasts had shown that according to the method in the "Qingyang Nine Refining", the toxins in this medicinal liquid could be temporarily suppressed for nearly half an hour, which showed that the medicinal liquid he concocted met the requirements of the exercises.

"Five Poisons Quenching Blood" requires cultivators to use the combination of exercise formulas and dynamic moves to refine the "Five Poisons" within half an hour, so as to stimulate the vitality and potential in the blood of the martial artist himself, and fundamentally improve the potential and physique of the martial artist.

That's right! However, not everyone can refine the toxins they swallow in such a short period of time.

Take a little less each time? Then, how many times?

The seniors and disciples of the Qingyang Sect are not idiots, they can't think of such a simple method? If this method is really useful, there will be so many people who will fold this step, resulting in this exercise being shelved?

Cultivating the "Five Poisons and Quenching Blood" has a clear regulation on the dosage of the blood quenching liquid to be taken each time, and below this minimum standard, it is impossible to have the effect of refining the blood and stimulating the potential, and it is just a matter of suffering in vain.

At this time, Lin Chenxing really hesitated!

He didn't know if he could do it, he was just a halfway monk, a new tender who had been in contact with martial arts for less than a year, he didn't have a big guy to protect the Fa, and he also spared his life.

He didn't know what kind of gain he could get in the end by taking such a big risk, and whether it was worth it? Is it worth the risks?

The Reincarnation Divine Seal has been repaired, perhaps, with the existence of the Reincarnation Divine Temple, even if he doesn't cultivate this "Qingyang Nine Refinery", he can become stronger step by step! Why would he take such a risk? Even if the "Qingyang Nine Refining" blows through the sky, it is just the cultivation method of this refining power realm, how strong can it be???

As for that mission?

Half a year ago, for him, there was no other way for him to enter the Qingyang Sect than through the big competition of the Qingyang Martial Academy. Because no decent sect would admit a disciple who was twenty-five years old and only in the Ming Realm. Maybe the disciples they have cultivated since childhood also have this kind of waste wood, but after all, it was cultivated by the sect itself, and they have a sense of belonging to the sect, which is different from a halfway monk like him.

But now, he didn't think that a twenty-five-year-old Huajin martial artist would not be able to find a sect that he could worship into! Although he is also a halfway monk, the high-level members of the sect also understand that his loyalty and sense of belonging will not be too high, but this strength and qualification alone is enough for them to spend some time, after all, the sense of belonging and everything can be cultivated slowly.

In that case, what reason did he have to convince himself to swallow this deadly poison?

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